Lynn Hummel: Miles to go before I sleep
If you’ve noticed that in the hustle and bustle of your daily life that we don’t seem able to catch up, and as a matter of fact, we may even be falling further behind, give thanks — that is how life is lived.
I believe we were never intended to catch up. That’s right, life was, and still is, intended to be a treadmill that keeps turning and we have to keep running — we can never get ahead and we never really catch up until we fall off that moving track.
The wheels keep turning every day: There’s breakfast to be made, people need to get going, the car needs gas, there’s a job to be done, a living to be made, kids to be raised, groceries to buy, socks are wearing out, laundry is getting dirty, bills to pay, squeaky wheels that need grease, seeds to plant, grass to cut, fences to paint, calls to make, neighbors to greet, new friends to meet, hugs to return, kisses to give, love to express, compliments to be given, apologies to be made, good deeds to be done, old paths to walk again, new frontiers to explore, ball games to see, clouds to watch, flowers to smell, songs to sing, thoughts to ponder, times to remember, thanks to be given, fish to catch, schemes to hatch, and a whole lot more.
Robert Frost expressed our unfinished business in “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”:
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep.
When we’ve done all that and think we’re caught up, there’s only one thing to do — write our own obituaries because our treadmill just fell off the track, and our journey is over.